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Oh my god.
The US National Team is trying to kill me. That's the most tightly wound I've ever been while reading play-by-plays. Just... holy mackerel. Heck, add that to last Saturday's last-minute heroics by the Revs, and I'm a cardiac case waiting to happen.
But at the end of the day,
I can still say,
"Go USA!"
I'll keep the rest of my cheesy, yet totally heartfelt, sentiments to myself - I promise.
